My scenic spot is a hit

Zhang Qian, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, also felt the pressure from Luo Yanning. New Google Search Reading

That feeling is very strange.

It's like facing a giant.

It was as if he had become shorter out of thin air.

"Yanning, I'm coming!"

Zhang Jinwu is very virtuous in martial arts. He first greeted Luo Yanning before launching his offensive. He took a few leaping steps and attacked Luo Yanning!

The battle is about to begin!

A few steps away in the blink of an eye!

The moment Zhang Jinwu approached him, Luo Yanning twisted her body and easily dodged his straight punch.

Zhang Jinwu missed a hit and didn't even touch his opponent's clothes. He secretly screamed "No!"

In the flash of lightning, Luo Yanning's left hand grabbed Zhang Jinwu's right arm at an extremely tricky angle and thrust it forward violently.

The "capture" and "carrying" in Wing Chun were used to perfection by Luo Yanning, making it extremely smooth.

Zhang Jinwu was caught off guard by Luo Yanning's two beautiful moves. He immediately lost his balance and stumbled forward.

The moment Zhang Jinwu lost his balance on the lower plate, Luo Yanning's right palm hidden behind him struck out violently!

With a snap, Luo Yanning hit Zhang Jinwu in the back of the heart.

Plop!

Zhang Jinwu didn't have time to make any effective reaction and fell to the ground with a thud.

"I go……"

"this……"

"Why, how is it possible!"

Wu Mingshi, Zhang Qian, and Sun Shulan who were watching the battle were all dumbfounded.

This sparring session, from start to finish, only lasted three or four seconds.

This is...too fast!

It feels like a dream!

Zhang Jinwu also lay on the ground with a masked face and froze.

"I, the owner of a great Wing Chun gym, was knocked down by someone with just one move?"

"My decades of Wing Chun training have gone to the dog's belly!"

"I……"

Zhang Jinwu was hit by Luo Yanning and started to doubt his life.

"dad!"

"Uncle Zhang, how are you!"

After Zhang Qian and Wu Mingshi recovered from the shock, they hurried forward to help Zhang Jinwu.

"Uncle Zhang? Are you okay?"

Luo Yanning also stepped forward with a concerned look on her face.

"Ahem, it's okay, it's okay, I'm okay..."

Zhang Jinwu was helped up from the ground by Wu Mingshi and Zhang Qian, and he patted the non-existent dust on his body with an embarrassed look on his face.

"Uncle Zhang, you didn't use your full strength at all! You deliberately gave in to me, right?"

Luo Yanning took the initiative to find a place for Zhang Jinwu to get off. new igh.𝑐𝑜𝑚

"Haha, you saw it."

Zhang Jinwu glanced at Luo Yanning gratefully, smiled awkwardly and said, "I don't want to save some strength for you so that you can fight with the man named Long later."

After the discussion, Zhang Jinwu had a general understanding of Luo Yanning's strength.

Luo Yanning's strength can be described as unfathomable, at least Zhang Jinwu couldn't measure it.

Zhang Jinwu even felt that even when his master Zhang Bao was young, he might not be Luo Yanning's opponent.

After reviewing the fight just now, Zhang Jinwu realized that Luo Yanning had just been merciful to him.

If the slap on his back turned into a fist, he would probably have to lie on the ground for a while before he could stand up, which would definitely not be as easy as it is now.

"Can you learn like this through self-study? It seems impossible!"

"Either this kid Yan Ning is a martial arts genius that is rare to see in a century."

"Either he has a famous teacher behind him to guide him, but it's hard to tell."

Zhang Jinwu looked at Luo Yanning with a complicated expression. The more he looked, the more he felt that he could not see through the young man in front of him.

Luo Yanning didn't know what Zhang Jinwu was thinking, so she asked with a smile: "So, Uncle Zhang agrees to let me fight for our martial arts school?"

"Of course! You can definitely do it, Yan Ning. I have confidence in you!" Zhang Jinwu came back to his senses and nodded with certainty.

After the discussion, Zhang Jinwu was full of confidence in Luo Yanning.

He could even imagine Long Junhao's disastrous defeat at the hands of Luo Yanning.

"Then it's such a happy decision." Luo Yanning turned to look at Zhang Qian and joked, "Can you please Miss Zhang to find me a uniform from our martial arts school?"

"Tch, let's see what you can do." Zhang Qian rolled her eyes at Luo Yanning, then turned and walked towards a large iron cabinet by the wall.

He took out the key and opened a door of the iron cabinet.

Zhang Qian rummaged through and found a set of brand new, unpacked L-size uniforms and handed them to Luo Yinning, and asked Wu Mingshi to take him to the dressing room next door to change clothes.

The uniforms at Cheung Wing Chun Gym are the same as those commonly seen on TV.

The top is a black double-breasted gown, with the cuffs turned up slightly, revealing a white bottom.

The pants are a pair of slightly loose black straight trousers.

Luo Yanning is 1.82 meters tall and weighs about 140 kilograms. She has broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs. She has the legendary clothes-hanger body type.

Wearing a simple set of black training clothes on him, it looked like it was tailor-made, both in terms of looseness and length.

"Handsome! If I were half as handsome as you, Yan Ning, when I was young, I wouldn't have to put in so much effort to chase after your Aunt Sun."

After Zhang Jinwu saw Luo Yanning after changing clothes, he couldn't help but praise him.

Sun Shulan smiled at the side and said: "If you were half as handsome as Yan Ning when you were young, I would chase you. New"

Wu Mingshi shook his head and sighed: "You look so insecure. If your husband is this, who would dare to let him go out alone?"

Zhang Qian nodded and agreed: "Yes, our fat boy still feels the most secure. I would feel relieved even if he goes on a business trip to my daughter's country."

"..." Wu Mingshi looked at his wife with a resentful look on his face, feeling like he had received 100,000 points of critical damage.

Luo Yanning smiled and changed the subject: "Let's go out and see the cheering group I brought."

The group of people walked out of the gym director's room and walked through the martial arts hall to the outside.

In order to avoid unnecessary onlookers and commotion, all members stayed in the bus and did not get off.

Luo Yanning pointed to the four buses parked on the road opposite the martial arts gym and said, "Everyone from the cheering group is inside. Where will we compete soon?"

Zhang Jinwu said: "Over there in the People's Square in the district, the boy named Long set up the arena three days ago."

Luo Yanning thought for a while and said, "Then we won't ask them to get off the bus. We will pull them directly to the square in a while."

"That's fine." Zhang Jinwu nodded, fully agreeing with Luo Yanning's proposal.

Wu Mingshi laughed at the side and said: "Luo Zi, you are still full of tricks. When the competition starts on the stage, when our troops show up, they will definitely shock the chin of the boy named Long!"

Luo Yanning gave Wu Mingshi a "you still understand me" look.

"boss."

"Mr. Luo."

"Master, what are you..."

Shui Miaomiao, Shen Shirley, Yang Mimi and Du Enya saw Luo Yanning coming out of the martial arts gym and pushed the door open and got out of the car.

Several people were a little confused when they saw Luo Yanning dressed in a training uniform.

"Yanning, who are these girls?"

Sun Shulan looked at this and that, not knowing which one to look at.

"Aunt Sun, this is Shui Miaomiao, the vice president of our scenic spot."

"Yang Mimi, deputy general assistant."

"This is Shen Shirley, the manager of our scenic spot marketing department."

"This is my little apprentice Du Enya, who is learning the art of making clay figurines from me."

"This is Aunt Sun, this is Uncle Zhang, Zhang Qian, and my buddy Wu Mingshi."

Luo Yanning introduced Shui Miaomiao and others to Sun Shulan, and also introduced the identities of Wu Mingshi and others.

Except for her uncle's family, Zhang Qian and Wu Mingshi's family is the family Luo Yanning is closest to in the world.

Therefore, when Wu Mingshi said that there was something going on at the martial arts school, Luo Yanning brought people over without saying a word.

"Hello Uncle Zhang, hello Aunt Sun, hello Sister Qian, hello Angkor..."

After listening to Luo Yanning's introduction, Shui Miaomiao and others took the initiative to say hello to Zhang Qian's family.

"Okay, okay, they are all good girls. They all look like angels."

After Sun Shulan greeted everyone one by one, she praised them with a smile on her face.

Zhang Jinwu cupped his fists and said, "I heard from Yan Ning that it was all thanks to a few girls that we were able to organize people so quickly this time. Good job."

Shui Miaomiao smiled and said: "Uncle Zhang is too polite. The boss said that the affairs of your martial arts school are his business, our scenic spot's business, and the business of every one of our employees."

After Zhang Qian's family heard Shui Miaomiao's words, they were moved again.

After everyone exchanged pleasantries, Du Enya said curiously: "Master, why are you dressed like this?"

Luo Yanning said matter-of-factly: "Because I will compete on stage on behalf of the martial arts school later."

"ah?"

"What?"

"Mr. Luo, are you saying that you want to take the stage?"

"Master, are you kidding me? Are you going to compete with others on stage?"

Shui Miaomiao and others were stunned when they heard Luo Yanning's words.

Luo Yanning couldn't help laughing and said: "What is your reaction? Do you have so little confidence in me?"

"Boss, you..." Shui Miaomiao hesitated, his face full of worry.

Zhang Qian said from the side: "Girls, please relax, your Mr. Luo is still very strong, there will definitely be no problem."

Wu Mingshi also explained: "If there is any risk, we will not ask you, Mr. Luo, to come."

After Shui Miaomiao and others heard Zhang Qian and Wu Mingshi's explanation, their nervousness relaxed a little, but they still couldn't understand it.

"When did the boss learn boxing? Did he learn it by himself in his spare time?"

Shui Miaomiao blinked at Luo Yanning with her peach blossom eyes, full of confusion.

"I can make clay figurines, make dumplings, draw, do magic, build snowmen, and actually know kung fu?"

“Is there anything else that the boss doesn’t know?”

In the past, Shui Miaomiao thought that she already knew her boss very well.

It wasn't until recently that she realized how "self-righteous" she had been.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore." Luo Yanning turned to look at Wu Mingshi and asked him, "Fat man, where are those forehead bands you got? Let Miaomiao and the others distribute them to the cheering group."

"Okay, okay! I'll get it right away. They're all in the gym." After Wu Mingshi finished speaking, he turned around and trotted into the martial arts gym.

Not long after entering, Wu Mingshi came out holding a large cardboard box.

Shui Miaomiao and Yang Mimi divided the forehead bands in the box into four parts and handed them to the captains of the four buses respectively, and then asked the bus captains to distribute them to the people on the buses.

After giving out the forehead bands and explaining some other precautions, the time has come to 11:30 in the morning, only half an hour before the agreed test time.

Luo Yanning and Wu Mingshi drove in front and led the way, followed by four buses heading toward the District People's Square.

People's Square is not far from Gaocun, less than five minutes' drive.

When Luo Yanning and Wu Mingshi drove there, they saw that there were already many melon-eating people waiting to watch the excitement on the three floors inside and outside the square.

A ring with an area of ​​about seventy or eighty square meters and covered with a big red carpet was set up in the middle of the square.

There are several cameras set up on the ring, and several staff members are busy adjusting the machines and shooting angles.

On the curtain behind the ring, "Taekwondo VS Wing Chun" was written in bright red letters.

On the left half of the ring, the first four rows were all people from the Longyun Taekwondo Gym.

The first two rows are students wearing white uniforms with colorless belts around their waists.

The next two rows were cheering groups holding banners and coming spontaneously to cheer up.

The total number of students, plus the cheering group, was about 100, which looked huge.

"I heard that the director of this Longyun Taekwondo gym has won medals in international competitions and is very capable!"

"It seems to be on the 1st card."

"The Master of the Dragon Hall seems to be less than thirty this year. Although his body is not as good as when he was playing games in all aspects, he is still in his prime."

"The director of the Wing Chun gym in Gaocun seems to be in his fifties or sixties. The physical fitness of the two is quite different."

"Although Wing Chun shown in domestic action movies is very powerful, the actual combat effect is much worse."

"It's really not good to teach martial arts. Are there not many martial arts masters who were beaten or kicked out at night?"

"Do you still remember the news from a few years ago? A boxer beat a Wing Chun master with only one hand!"

"It's just a showmanship. Compared with a boxing style that is very practical, I will be ahead of the game immediately."

"There is still something in Zhang Style Wing Chun, otherwise it wouldn't have been around for so long..."

Everyone in the audience was talking a lot, and almost all of them were leaning towards Longyun Taekwondo Hall winning.

There were a few people who spoke up for Cheung's Wing Chun, but they were quickly drowned out by those playing Taekwondo.

"Coach Long, the people from Zhang's Wing Chun Gym are here! It seems like there are only about thirty people here."

After seeing Zhang Jinwu, Luo Yanning and others, the female secretary trotted backstage to report to Long Junhao.

When she said, "Only about thirty people came," the expression on the female secretary's face was filled with "proud".

"Let's go out and take a look!"

Long Junhao stood up from his seat, put his hands on his waist, and adjusted the black belt tied around his waist.

Long Junhao and his female secretary moved from the back of the stage to the front, just in time to see the cheering group entering the Wing Chun boxing gym.

The four Wing Chun gym cheering groups wearing forehead bands separated the crowd gathered in front of the ring like four long big fish.

Under the command of several team leaders, the cheering group of the Wing Chun boxing gym lined up neatly on the right side of the ring.

"Why...why are there so many people!"

The female secretary was dumbfounded when she saw the size of the Wing Chun gym’s cheering group.